Esme Phoenix Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, whore—where do I start? It’s this old-ass word, right? Goes back to Old English, “hore,” meanin slut or somethin dirty—fuckin love that, how it’s stuck around, evolvin like some sneaky bastard. Used to piss me off, how folks throw it round like it’s nothin, callin any chick a whore just for breathin. But then—THEN—I dug deeper, found this wild story. Medieval times, yeah? Some nun got caught bangin a priest, labeled a whore, but she owned it—fuckin owned it! Wrote these steamy poems bout her “sin,” hid em in a convent wall. Found em centuries later—talk bout badass! Made me laugh, picturin her smirkin at the prudes.

Arizona News

'Tis Pitty Shee's a Whore. Acted by the Queenes Maiesties Servants at the Phoenix in Drury-Lane. London: Printed by Nicholas Okes for Richard Collins,

Strollin’ down Central Ave, I spot old-school vibes with that modern twist. Downtown’s full of life – the Roosevelt Row is flickerin’ with colorful murals, all artsy and real, kinda like a scene from A Prophet – "One day, lord have mercy, one day." I sometimes wonder if these streets remember my midnight walks after a long day at the spa.

Person jumped from second-story window to escape Phoenix house fire: firefighters